Saint of Mt. Koya
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"It turned out that the medicine peddler I mentioned earlier had been resting here at this tea house for some time before I arrived. He was just one of those seedy travelling salesmen; you know how they dress. He wore a striped, unlined kimono tied with a Kyushu sash. He strutted around with a pocket watch; you see that a lot these days. His legs were wrapped in old-fashioned leggings and straw sandals. Strapped to his back was a square medicine chest wrapped in a yellowish linen cloth. He also had an oilskin rain cape wrapped in a tight bundle, and attached to his right wrist by a braided cord was an umbrella. In other words, he was dressed like a typical medicine peddler. They all look the same with that serious, sophisticated expression on their faces.

"You know the sort of person I am talking about. They affect a sophisticated world-weariness while on the road, but the moment they arrive at an inn for the night, they change into a gaudy kimono and then with the sash half undone, they loll around in the most slovenly way drinking cheap wine and trying to pinch the maids.


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